My daily life in love is too contrary to my character.

The girl took a 500-yen silver coin out of her pocket and tossed it to Shiraishi Sawa.

“Since we can’t choose, let’s go by what you said before: the will of Heaven is the greatest. Su Wo, do you want the human head face or the number face?”

"Human head noodles, I suppose." Soga Kirei seemed unsurprised by the scene and said calmly.

"Then I'll choose the number side. Whichever side is facing up, that's the outcome. You flip it, baby dog."

No one asked for his opinion, nor was it necessary, because Shiraishi Sawa Hide couldn't even make a choice.

"it is good."

Shiraishi Sawa picked up the coin, placed it on the C-shape formed by his index fingers, and pressed his thumb firmly against the bottom.

With a forceful flick of the thumb, the coin begins to spin, tumble, and fly upwards.

All three of them turned their gaze to it.

The heads and numbers were indistinct; only a phantom sphere was moving.

Someone once said that the reason for solving a problem by flipping a coin is because you already have the answer you want in your mind when you flip the coin.

This is not a question where you can choose either A or B.

Because in the eyes of most viewers, Chiyo is also cold and unapproachable.

What I see most are the students from the school. As time goes by, they will only remember which person Shiraishi Sawa chose: Ichiyo or Soga Kiriren.

This is the first preliminary battle. The change in personality can only offer the loser a little comfort, or rather, it is just giving Shiraishi Sawa Hide a final chance to breathe.

What kind of answer does Shiraishi Sawa Hide hope for?

He was torn between two opposing forces, but one side was indeed more powerful, and the scales of his decision were tipping in his favor.

The coin is still high in the air, and hasn't even reached its highest point yet.

The spinning coin reflected the light from the ceiling, so dazzling that one didn't want to look at it or catch it, like a man-eating beast or a deadly poison.

The coin gradually stopped spinning; it reached its highest point and began to fall. Shiraishi Sawa's left hand was placed underneath, waiting, his right hand poised to strike.

Why do we need to know the answer so soon? Even the saw in a tug-of-war will break under the strain.

The coin fell into Shiraishi Zexiu's palm and was put into his pocket.

Taking a deep breath, Shiraishi Sawah looked up at the two girls, both of whom had a look of confusion on their faces, and perhaps they were also relieved.

"First of all, I'll accept your 500 yen as soon as we enter, consider it a treat for water. Secondly, I think this ending is rather pointless."

Shiraishi Sawa forced a smile.

"There are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand viewers, so each viewer will like a different character. They may like A, they may like B, they may like both or dislike neither A nor B. Why should we force a single answer?"

I think the plot should be changed so that the male lead says "I choose..." at the end, followed by the cast list. Everyone can then fill in the blanks with their own interpretations, and viewers will debate the story, thus increasing the film's popularity at the cultural festival. What do you think? Trust me, the master screenwriter.

"Not bad." Chiyo was the first to applaud, while gently rubbing the script with her hand, trying to smooth out the wrinkled page. "The screenwriter's skill is indeed excellent, it's just that the abrupt endings are infuriating, right? I support it."

"I have no objection, I think it's fine." The wrinkles on Suwo Wulian's skirt had not completely disappeared.

The person making the choice will suffer greatly, but the person being chosen will also suffer greatly.

As the coin soared into the air, besides hoping that the side that landed would be the one they had chosen, they were also filled with regret.

The air in the activity room became fresh and natural, allowing people to breathe easily.

Shiraishi Sawa then remembered a few questions he had about the script, and quickly flipped through it again:

"Wait a minute, we're only just entering autumn now, but the script is set throughout the whole year, right? We can manage spring, summer, and autumn by wearing different styles of clothes, but what about winter?"

“It’s easy to solve,” Chiyo said, seemingly prepared for the question. She remained calm and even yawned.

"When it's time to film the relevant scenes, just come to my place. I've already cleared out the basement of a villa, and we can start filming once the artificial snow machines I bought arrive."

I'll have the station scenes set up; as for the sky and background, those will have to be done by professionals in photo editing. Oh, and remember to bring warm clothes for the day; if you don't want to bring any, I'll have my family prepare some for you.

"Good job, Fox-san. You've completely solved the problem now." Shiraishi Sawa gave a thumbs up.

“I also have problems I can’t solve.” Chiyo smiled, her eyes darting around, then looked at Shiraishi Sawa before continuing, before he could say anything:

"By the way, would you like to participate in recording some of the songs we're going to record? I'd like to hear more of your songs, Baby Dog."

"A song? What song? Why do we have to sing when we're making a short film?"

"Shouldn't there be some background music to set the mood during the final selection? Soga-san and I have already chosen the song, 'Mai Ochiru Yuki no You ni (Like Snowflakes Dancing in the Sky)'. We'll just record a short clip then. Do you want to sing it?"

“No,” Shiraishi Sawah shook his head decisively. His own singing would really ruin the aesthetics of the movie. “I can sing for you guys in private, but I’d rather not put it in the movie.”

“Then sing now,” Chiyo immediately said, and started recording.

Soga Kiriren sat upright, leaning as close to the table as possible. Upon seeing Ichiyo's actions, she immediately turned on the recording as well.

"You guys should let me learn the lyrics and how to sing it first." Shiraishi Sawa was not intimidated by the presence of the two recording devices; he genuinely didn't know how to sing this song.

"Okay, I'll go back, learn this song, sing it once, and then send it to our group chat, is that alright?"

“Okay.” Chiyo shrugged, put her phone away, and said, “We don’t have much time left. Filming starts this weekend. When do you have time… never mind, your remaining time is for both of our clubs. I’ll just discuss it with Donggua-chan.”

"......"

Shiraishi Sawa, who has no human rights record, did not protest.

......

As the bell rang, signaling the end of the event, Takanashi Yuuko appeared in the doorway. Shiraishi Sawa Hide stood up and said to the two girls:

"I'm going now?"

"Bye-bye."

Shiraishi Zexiu didn't close the door, and the sounds of students walking and laughing outside reached the activity room of the High Heels Research Club.

"Are you satisfied with this result?" asked Soga Kirei.

"Not entirely satisfied, but I still firmly believe I won't lose." Chiyo's voice was full of confidence.

“…” Suga Muren did not retort, but asked instead, “What if he can’t make a choice?”

"I don't know, who knows what he's thinking?"

LED lights and silence filled the activity room.

"Do you want to change your personality again?" Soga Kirei asked.

"Let's not change it. Why make things difficult for ourselves?"

"it is good."

On the first day of recording Chapter 224, I was toyed with for a long time.

So the next day, when Shiraishi Sawa looked at the 'Shiraishi Sawa's life plan for the next two weeks' sent on Line, he fell into deep thought.

Green indicates free time, while red indicates busy time.

If you exclude midnight, it's all red, and that includes two weekends.

With such a packed schedule, even slave owners don't operate like this.

She had initially refused to become an entertainer while in Takarazuka, but unexpectedly, she is now busier than an entertainer.

--

"Shiraishi, Sakura is already waiting downstairs."

Takanashi Yuuko nudged Shiraishi Sawa, who was fast asleep.

"Ah~~ What time is it now?" Shiraishi Zexiu rolled over and lay on the bed, letting out a weak groan.

It's 8:30.

"I should have known better than to go for a morning run today." Shiraishi Sawa groped for the clothes on the table, glanced at Takanashi Yuuko, and seeing that she didn't seem to care at all, sighed, but still put them on naturally.

However, the fleeting glimpse just now left a deep impression on Shiraishi Sawa Hide—Takanashi Yuko was wearing makeup.

He had never seen Takanashi Yuko put on makeup before, and even thought she didn't know how to do it.

The makeup wasn't heavy, but it suited her perfectly, adding a touch of elegance to the small details and making her even more captivating. It was so striking that Shiraishi Zexiu couldn't help but glance at her a few more times while she was getting dressed.

Today is October 2nd, Saturday, cloudy. A precious holiday, a day when I can sleep in until I naturally wake up.

However, busy celebrities don't deserve a vacation.

Shiraishi Sawa ran to the doorway and looked down. Sure enough, Kuramochi Sakura was already standing there quietly, fiddling with a video camera, facing the doorway, with a mini DSLR hanging around her neck. She was fully equipped.

"Kuramochi-san, wait for me, I'll be right down," Shiraishi Sawahide waved to her and said.

Attracted by the sound, Kuramochi Sakura looked up. The sun was a bit too bright, and she immediately looked down before she could even see who it was. However, she squinted again, shielding her eyes from the sunlight with her hand, and looked up again, saying:

"No need, Shiraishi-kun! I'll go up in a bit. We need to film the scene of you leaving anyway."

As her eyes gradually adjusted to the light, Kuramochi Sakura could finally see Shiraishi Sawa's messy hair, which stood up haphazardly, swaying in the wind like weeds. She sighed helplessly and said:

"Wait a minute, Shiraishi-kun, you're not going to film the music video looking like this, are you? Hairstyle and face are both very important, okay?"

"This..." Shiraishi Sawa rubbed his hair, making it even messier, "If I'm a little uglier, the students will be more able to relate to me, right?"

"My camera is on, recording audio." Kuramochi Sakura revealed a malicious smile.

"I was wrong. Now come up here, Kuramochi-san. What are you going to do with this camera? Do you want me to go down and carry it up?" Shiraishi Sawa noticed that the camera, which had a stand, didn't look like something Kuramochi Sakura could carry.

"No need, I'll film the scenes upstairs with my DSLR. Just leave the video camera here for now."

"That works too. The neighbors here are all very nice, no one will touch this." Besides, there are two security cameras on the first floor facing this location.

Seeing Kuramochi Sakura disappear downstairs, probably into the stairwell, Shiraishi Sawa Hide left the door open and went back to his apartment to wash his hair.

It's impossible for him to actually have messy hair while filming; Shiraishi Sawah still has a sense of shame.

When I came out after washing my hair, Kuramochi Sakura was already sitting on the sofa talking to Takanashi Yuuko. They were still talking about the script.

When Shiraishi Sawa finished styling his hair and went to the living room to join their conversation, he found that they were both silent and staring at him.

Shiraishi Sawa felt inexplicably as if his clothes had been stripped off, and the constant scanning gaze from top to bottom was really uncomfortable.

"Don't look at the handsome guys, they can get shy too."

"Do you think there are any areas for improvement?" Kuramochi Sakura asked, but she was referring to Takanashi Yuuko.

"I don't know, Shiraishi-kun is just so perfect." Takanashi Yuko shook her head.